Valentine’s Day Part 1

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It is just a normal Saturday for me, as I’m at home cleaning house and planning on baking something special later. You are off running the few errands I gave to you, and should be back anytime soon. It feels so good as I go room to room, dusting, fluffing up pillows and such, making the books on shelves nice and neat again, and so forth. It’s about 2 p.m. now, and I’ve made my way back to the kitchen to get all the ingredients for the dessert I plan on making. It’s Valentine’s Day, and I planned on strawberry cupcakes with a Hersey’s kiss in the middle, and strawberry icing. Being in the kitchen baking and cooking and loving it sounds clichéd, but it’s the truth. When I’m baking or cooking, I feel in my element. Whatever I cook or bake comes out tasting even better than I imagined. You’re always telling me it must be my genes, since you can’t make a meal without burning it. I got to love you though. Back to the baking though, and I’m mixing all my ingredients and am about to pour them into the cupcake pan, as I hear a key in the front door and hear you say “Hey beautiful, I’m home!” as I call out that I’m in the kitchen. You walk into the kitchen and remark how good it smells, as you lean down and brush my curly brown hair to the side and start kissing my neck. You know that always turns me on, and I let out a tiny moan as I push you back with my shoulder. “Babe, I have work to do. Don’t.” Walking away with your hands thrown up in the air, I let out a laugh as you go back outside. You must be going to get the things out of your truck I asked you to get. A nice red tablecloth, candles, two wineglasses, and of course a nice bottle of wine. I plan to make this a very special day. You are the best husband I could ask for. You’re my best friend, my lover, my soul mate. You treat me like a queen, in and out of the bedroom. I am glad to call you my Valentine. You come back into the kitchen carrying a few bags bursa escort and I tell you to just place them on the table, and before you leave you give me a peck on the cheek and whisper into my ear that you have a surprise for me later. I begin to ponder what my surprise could possibly be as I pour half the batter in the cupcake holes, then placing a Hershey’s kiss in the middle and pouring the rest of the batter on top of each. I slide the pan into the oven and start on making the frosting. I can’t help but stick my finger into it once I’m done, and taste for myself how delicious it takes. “Mmm, this is good,” I say with a moan. Next thing I know you have come up behind me and wrapped your arms around my waist. I’ll be honest; I’ve always been self-conscious of my body. I have nice sized breasts, and hips. My breasts may not sit on my chest perfectly like other women’s, but they’re nice nontheless. I have nice sized nipples that love getting attention lavished onto them. I am a bigger woman, and have always been overweight, but when I met you, you never saw my weight. You would always tell me how beautiful I am from the inside out. That night after being together for a year, I finally mustered up the courage and we made love. You took my virginity, and I expected it to be awkward and painful. But you made it so, so romantic and special. You kissed me for a few minutes, and you wandered up and started kissing my forehead, then my closed eyes, my nose, my cheeks. You ended up stripping me naked, all but for my underwear and kissed every inch as you uncovered me. Even thinking about that night, I can faintly feel you kissing your way up my thighs and above my panty line. Faintly kissing my mound over my panties. I can feel myself getting wet right now. Back to that night, and you slid my underwear down my legs and you looked into my eyes and I could see lust, love, and affection swarming bursa escort bayan into your eyes. That night I honestly fell in love with you. When I was naked before your gaze, I got shy and slid my hands to cover my breasts and pussy. You faintly laughed, but leaned down to kiss me again, and move my hands away. You gazed at my body for what seemed like hours, but was only a mere minute before you leaned down and started kissing my breasts, and finally took one nipple within your mouth and started suckling on it. I could feel you lightly nipping as your tongue ran over the top. I started moaning like crazy, and felt myself getting very wet. I looked down and caught your gaze as you started sliding down, and placed your face between my thighs, and at my pussy. You grinned, and stuck your tongue up and slid it up my slit, causing me to moan and lay my head back as I closed my eyes. I could feel your entire mouth over my pussy, as your tongue continued sliding up and down and circling over my clit. Involuntarily, I arched my hips up as I slid a hand on your hand, silently urging you to continue. I felt your big hands parting my thighs even more, as I continued to undulate my hips. I heard and felt your breath on my pussy as you let out a chuckle and placed a hand on my lower tummy, trying to stop the movement on my hips. It was feeling so good. All these sensations seemed to have me on edge. Like I had electricity flowing through my veins trying to escape at one point, my pussy and clit. I was startled when I felt your other hand creep closer to my pussy, and I felt you gingerly slide a finger inside me. I was kind of tight, but you slowly moved your finger around the walls of my vagina, and added another to help stretch my walls. It felt uncomfortable, and I told you so. You looked at me with a touch of sadness in your eyes and said that it would be uncomfortable, but that escort bursa you were trying to stretch me out some, so that when you did penetrate my entrance with your cock, that it wouldn’t hurt too bad. Even then, you were always kind and thoughtful of me. Always making sure I was comfortable, and such. I had to smile and just nodded as your mouth once more engulfed my pussy and I felt your tongue lavishing my clit. You had removed your fingers and were stroking the inside of my thighs, as I brought my hands up to play with my breasts. I gently tweaked both nipples as I felt myself seeming to climb higher and higher. I could feel as if all my energy was going from the top of my head and feet to pool into my center, and with one last lick of your tongue on my clit and I went over the edge as I climaxed. My legs clamped around your head as my back arched and I let out a long moan. It took me a full minute to come down from that high, and as I brought my head back up to look at you, you had this really goofy smile on your face, as well as your eyes being filled with nothing but lust. You still had your pants on and when I glanced at your crotch, I could see a big tent that had formed. I let out a giggle as I brought myself up and unbuckled your belt, and unzipped your zipper. I slid your pants and boxers down, and your hard cock sprang free, almost hitting me in the face. I sat back and looked at it with awe and a bit of shock. It looked so big, and powerful. You stood up and divulged yourself of your pants and boxers and stood by the bed in your full glory. Raging hard on poking at me and a devilish grin on your face. I gingerly reached over and slid my hand around the girth of your cock, and you let out a moan. I apologized since my hands were kind of cold, but you assured me that it actually felt nice in contrast to the heat that was coursing through yourself. I honestly did not know what to do, but I just slowly slid my fist up and down your cock. I noticed that a shiny substance started leaking from the head of your cock, and without thinking I moved and slid my fist up your shaft, stopping below your head and stuck my tongue out to slid over the tip of your head.

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